Wizards: Starting with Synthetic Gems

Chapter 395 The Mage Dimension
Locke and Alicia turned their heads and saw five humans wearing leather armor and with long hair fighting an unknown creature below the hillside where they were.

The clothing worn by those five humans was noticeably different from the traditional attire of wizards in the wizarding world.

Some of them carried bows and arrows, some carried daggers, some carried two-handed greatswords, or carried a sword and a shield. Most striking of all was a woman carrying a wooden staff as tall as herself.

These people were besieging a strange man with gray skin and black stripes all over his body, wearing linen shorts. The strange man was about three meters tall and had a tail like a crocodile. On his back, there was an organ that looked like a shark fin.

His two gray arms were incredibly powerful, like steel, as he attacked the five otherworldly beings.

The person who spoke just now was a woman holding a wooden staff as tall as a person. While her teammates were holding back the monster, she wandered around the edge of the battlefield and chanted: "Fire spirits of the world of Seraris, please, at my call, turn the evil demon before you into charred remains."

"Fireball!"

Instantly, a fireball condensed from the tip of the woman's staff, with a large number of fire elemental particles gathering at the tip of her staff.

The woman was exhausted and her forehead was covered in sweat. Then, a fireball, like a cannonball, was fired at the strange man.

‘Bang’ sound.

The monster was enveloped by the fireball, flames and smoke engulfing him instantly.

The woman seemed delighted. "Dead? Being hit by my fireball, he must be dead, right?"

The other four humans also looked up and stared.

The next moment, amidst the flames, the tail of the so-called demonic monster suddenly plunged into the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the green grass on the ground began to turn yellow and wither rapidly, and the surrounding trees also seemed to rot and become brittle, collapsing with a crash.

Birds, beasts, and insects died one after another.

A large amount of life energy was forcibly extracted and transformed into power, which was then injected back into the demon's body. Immediately afterwards, the black demonic patterns all over the demon's body began to release purple demonic patterns.

He roared, letting out a terrifying howl, and then struck the swordsman wielding a two-handed greatsword in front of him with one hand.

‘Click~’

His right hand struck the two-handed greatsword, like metal clashing against stone. The greatsword shattered in the next instant, and the swordsman was sent flying.

At the same time, the demon punched the shield of the shield-wielding warrior next to him, shattering the shield with a single blow.

Among the five, the short man holding a dagger suddenly rushed forward, overcame his fear, and plunged his dagger into the demon's neck. The next moment, the dagger shattered on the spot, as if it had hit a hard rock.

The assassin was also punched and sent flying, rolling several times on the ground and spitting out blood.

The woman holding the staff turned pale. "How is this possible? That was a [Desecration of the Earth] attack, which only high-level demons can use. This isn't a C-rank demon; it's a B-rank demon."

She instinctively raised her wooden staff, wanting to cast some kind of spell to turn the tide, but the next moment, the demon had already rushed in front of her and slammed his fist into the staff in her hand.

‘Click~’

The staff suddenly broke.

The woman's face showed despair.

In the world of Seraris, mages must use staves to summon elemental spirits and cast spells through them. Without a stave, it's like a swordsman without a sword; she will no longer be able to cast even a slightly more advanced spell.

Is it over?

Are they going to be wiped out here today?

The demon raised its right hand, about to smash the stunned female mage into a pulp with a single punch. But the next moment, a huge blade of golden sand swept over, instantly cleaving the three-meter-tall black demon in two.

The black demon's furious pupils glazed over for a moment, and the next instant, his body split in two and he collapsed, black blood gushing out.

A magical botanical experience: The Golden Sand Rapids!
The black demon fell to the ground. After he died, his body quickly turned into a stone, and a wisp of black energy emerged from his corpse.

These black wisps disappeared into the earth, their whereabouts unknown.

The five adventurers never expected things to turn out this way; the demon that had just been killing them so badly was suddenly killed in an instant.

They all looked toward Locke and Alicia on the hillside not far away.

The female mage Helen swallowed hard. Relieved of the immense pressure, she relaxed and squatted down, muttering to herself, "Wow...so amazing! How can there be such a powerful mage in our city?"

"What level of mage is he? Is he a Dharma King or a Dharma Emperor? We are so lucky to have encountered such a high-level mage in the wild."

Not far away, Locke, on the hillside, frowned. He glanced at the ground and saw that the hillside, which was once covered with lush green grass and filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers, was now withered and lifeless because of the monster. There were dead things everywhere.

Locke frowned slightly, not liking to see such a scene, so he snapped his fingers, and instantly, under the influence of his magic, all the nearby plants and animals were washed away by the torrent of life energy.

The withered grass is visibly regaining its vibrant green color.

What was once a barren wasteland was transformed into a vibrant place full of life in the blink of an eye.

Locke felt that the malice of the world's power imposed on him had lessened again, almost completely disappeared.

"So that's how it is. Will my actions slightly change the world's attitude towards me?" Locke pondered.

Locke said to Alicia, "The so-called monster we just saw had an extremely hard body, like a body made of compressed stone. In our world, it would probably correspond to a magical creature at the level of a second-class wizard apprentice."

"That monster showed obvious signs of being modified by dark magic."

Alicia nodded immediately and said, "I noticed that too."

"Moreover, that modification technology seems somewhat familiar to me. It's not the modification technology from our Six Towers Land. But this is another world, so how could there be traces of modification technology from our world here?"

Locke said, "The wooden staff in the female mage's hand is also very interesting. It can actually concentrate the surrounding elemental energy into a wooden staff. But the way she casts spells is even more interesting. It seems that she does not rely on spell models, but on some kind of language. That language can summon the elemental power of this world, so that the elemental power spontaneously forms a specific spell model to attack the enemy."

"The strength of that spell just now... was about the level of a third-class wizard apprentice, roughly around 0.2 ring."

"However, I don't know whether her spellcasting method is her own doing or the elemental particles of this world casting spells automatically."

“Most importantly, the language of this world is the common language of our world,” Locke said. “So your grandfather must have already transformed this world.”

"I just don't know what he did here, where his soul is now, or why his soul entered this world while he was unconscious..."

Locke glanced at Alicia. "I'm starting to think that you have a very good reason for believing that there's something fishy about your grandfather's illness."

Alicia fell into deep thought. "I'm out of Crystal Bees. What should we do now?"

Locke pointed to the five adventurers in front of him and said, "Let's make contact with the natives of this world first. The five people in front of us all have supernatural power reactions in their bodies. Four of them are barely perceptible, just some insignificant bloodline modification technology, but that female mage seems to be able to use magical power, but she is not a wizard, which makes me very curious."

"She's roughly at the level of a third-class wizard apprentice. However, she hasn't constructed spell models or a sea of ​​consciousness; it seems her spellcasting relies entirely on chanting, and she's left the task of constructing spell models entirely to... the elemental particles themselves."

Locke's eyes lit up with interest. "This is really interesting."

(End of this chapter)